i just want to hug these little ones

These kids are just so precious, so unique. GOD made them, and with a purpose. They too have a purpose, just like the kids that have parents, that have someone loving them at this very moment. Just because they may not be privileged like the kids in the suburbs or the city, or even the country doesn't mean they don't have privileges. It doesn't mean they don't matter. In fact, it is exactly the opposite. They have life in their bones that speaks of struggle, of real struggle. They may know hunger, prejudice, hate even. Yet they somehow are still here, struggling through it all. They have a perseverance we don't. We - including myself - grumble about not having the "right" type of sugar. Do we want brown, white or powdered? They have never tasted any. They don't have many choices to make, but they do have one. They continue to strive for a hope and life they have never known. They persevere without anyone whispering in their ear it's going to be okay.